Furious Stomach Date: Tuesday, 6th March 2018 @ 05:11:41 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: nightwolf Eyes watering; I struggle to brace the dam holding back the acid lake churning in my gut, threatening to spill over into my mouth. A night of pure torment and misery, unable to rest my head for more than a few seconds at a time. Hell hath no fury like acid reflux! This poem is Copyright © nightwolf Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=184922